I’m a minimalist. We budget. Save. Look over Dave Ramsey’s Baby Steps at least once a year.
I’m married to a “giver.” We’re committed to the Summit, Compassion, and church planters around the world.
But I’m also a Disney fan. And that’s not cheap.
So in this perfect triangle of crazy, my life joins together.
Give to the Kingdom. Save for the future. Make memories at Disney.
I’m not sure how it all happened. How it all works. But it does.
I’m often inclined toward guilt. We shouldn’t spend that. People are suffering.
Sweet gifts from God can feel like burdens while they’re actually intended to cause rejoicing.
It’s a balance we seek. Long for. Try to teach our kids.
God loves us like a Father. And Fathers give their children good things to enjoy.
What kind of God would our kids grow up knowing if we never point out the good? If we always talk about what He’s wanting from us and not giving to us? Why would anyone serve someone like that?
Please hear me in total, not pieces. The Gospel is worth sacrificing for. It’s worth moving across the world for. It’s worth, well, everything.
But I won’t let myself believe the lie that to sacrifice means never to enjoy. That it means not to embrace the grace that God has planned for us.
So friends, we’re gonna take Disney trips over here. We’re gonna be a family and laugh and eat and be thankful for God’s goodness to us.
And we’re also gonna take missions trips. And serve and love and be thankful for how God is moving around the world.
Because our hope isn’t based on our savings account. It’s not based on our budget. It’s solely based on the love of our Father, “who richly provides us with everything to enjoy.”
“As for the rich in this present age, charge them not to be haughty, nor to set their hopes on the uncertainty of riches, but on God, who richly provides us with everything to enjoy.” (I Timothy 6:17)